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entered the room I retreated to a corner and turned my back on him. “Scout,” he
said, “do you still hate me?”


“Go on, please sir.”


“Why, I didn’t think you’d hold it against me,” he said. “I’m disappointed in you
—you had that coming and you know it.”


“Didn’t either.”


“Honey, you can’t go around calling people—”


“You ain’t fair,” I said, “you ain’t fair.”


Uncle Jack’s eyebrows went up. “Not fair? How not?”


“You’re real nice, Uncle Jack, an‘ I reckon I love you even after what you did, but
you don’t understand children much.”


Uncle Jack put his hands on his hips and looked down at me. “And why do I not
understand children, Miss Jean Louise? Such conduct as yours required little
understanding. It was obstreperous, disorderly and abusive—”


“You gonna give me a chance to tell you? I don’t mean to sass you, I’m just tryin‘
to tell you.”


Uncle Jack sat down on the bed. His eyebrows came together, and he peered up at
me from under them. “Proceed,” he said.


I took a deep breath. “Well, in the first place you never stopped to gimme a
chance to tell you my side of it—you just lit right into me. When Jem an‘ I fuss
Atticus doesn’t ever just listen to Jem’s side of it, he hears mine too, an’ in the
second place you told me never to use words like that except in ex-extreme
provocation, and Francis provocated me enough to knock his block off—”


Uncle Jack scratched his head. “What was your side of it, Scout?”


“Francis called Atticus somethin‘, an’ I wasn’t about to take it off him.”


“What did Francis call him?”


“A nigger-lover. I ain’t very sure what it means, but the way Francis said it—tell
you one thing right now, Uncle Jack, I’ll be—I swear before God if I’ll sit there
and let him say somethin‘ about Atticus.”


“He called Atticus that?”

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